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"You've reached Lucifer Morningstar. I am unable to take your call at the moment, please leave a message."

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[morningstud]

She believes it's an assumed named.

[He doesn't get the chance to say much else, though, because other Lucifer goes and says.... that.]

Youngest brother, actually. And I can't say any of my siblings have ever tried to kill me. My problem is more they've never bothered to visit.

[endoftheverse]

[... Huh.

He sits back, feeling particularly uneased by this other devil's universe. Not because it sounds terrible — but because it was an old fantasy of his, a long, long time ago (and once upon a moon, was a rekindled fantasy quickly stamped out).]

Youngest brother. What a tragedy.

How did you come to be in hell? I'm dying to know, now.

[morningstud]

It's a bit of a long story, that. The short of it is it was Mum's idea to send me off to rule over Hell, when what Father wanted to do was kill me outright.

[Please tell him Goddess exists in your world, he's going to riot if She isn't a multiversal constant.]

[endoftheverse]

[........... Oh. Alright then. Now this is strange.

Lucifer's hand falls from his mouth, sits on the bar counter as a new strange interest piques.]

You have a mother, do you?

[morningstud]

[wh...]

The Universe wasn't bloody created just by my Father!

[endoftheverse]

[Huh.]

Who else, might I ask, created the universe?

I mean, I know the old man had a sister. But she was hardly a creator-type.

In fact, he locked her up and threw away the key, when she was a handful.

...

Dad's got a pattern of dealing with his family.

[morningstud]

[.....]

Just Father and Mum.

[......]

He did lock Mum away in Hell, that is true. She never responded the demons' attempts at torturing Her.

Mum is safe now, I cut a vagina-shaped hole into a brand new universe for Her to create Her own world.

[I am not making this up he calls it the "space vagina" multiple times.]

[endoftheverse]

... From one Lucifer to another, I have to say, your family is a real piece of work.

Well, there's no mother involved in my life, sad to say. A single parent situation.

[He works his jaw, tapping his fingers on the bar.]

I guess I got your dear old mom's treatment, though. Cast down into Hell.

The demons weren't much for tormenting their own creator, though.

[morningstud]

You're telling me.

[Now you understand why he's in therapy, yes?]

The demons I know weren't created by Father and Mum; they're the children of Lilith. Now she's a fascinating person, but just like the person who created her, she abandoned her own children.

[ah...]

I made a promise never to tell the Lilin. Perhaps that was unfair to Maze.

[endoftheverse]

Hmm. Children of Lilith, you say. Fascinating.

[He taps his chin, pensive.]

It's true she's made demons over the years — but I'm the one who made her first.

One of my personal touches to dad's favorite works.

[morningstud]

Oh, Father was the one to make her. I had nothing to do with it. She was Adam's first wife; one who understandably wasn't willing to stand back and let him take all of the credit.

She decided she wanted to live as a mortal human in the Twenties, and I don't actually know what became of her to be honest.

[It might be a dream, but it seems like he still has to be fashionable, with the way he toys with a ring on his finger as he speaks.]